Life

My life is so weird.

This afternoon I had lunch with two ladies in their late 40s to 50s discussing our kids, robotics, STEM, band, and engineering, and loved every moment and bit of these ladies.

This evening I had dinner with two girlies my age discussing our husbands, going downtown, getting drunk, opposites attracting, and how insecure we are about our bodies, and loved every moment and bit of these ladies.

Feel like I live a double life sometimes. I relate SO WELL to BOTH. And not perfectly to either. It's a perfect disarrangement.

Where does this support thing end?

Brando just got offered the store manager position but turned it down as he's working on his business. Trying not to panic. Yes it's only $5k more a year than he makes now and technically $5k less than he actually made from overtime last year because he would be salary, but he would have the opportunity to make $1k bonuses each quarter, and make his own schedule. But he would have twice the responsibility in a branch that he's not vested in, thus more stress and less time to work on his own. Then, if he wanted to step back he'd lose what he makes now. Only he's already stressed so why not take that on? Still I can't figure out if I'm more afraid of him taking it or not taking it. And I'm hating how much I back down from things I'm afraid of lately. Of course I can't figure out if it's fear or my gut saying stay away.

Little, okay a lot, of freaking out here.

Spring Break

Wow the last two weeks have been a whirl.

*Weekend in Santa Cruz - loved every moment
*Week in Tahoe - I'm a snowboarder!!!
*Back in SC for a day
*A few busy days back home
*My parents here for the weekend!

Will have to elaborate later.

Spring break

Busy weekend. LOVE spending time with family but the more time we spend with them it seems like the more drama there is.

Had nightmares last night of going to my grandmas in Phoenix and her not wanting us to go to dinner with her and my parents and bawling my eyes out.

Then going to Vegas with my parents for some reason and when we get there finding out its an old hotel so trying to get another one but its twice the price it was online. Then trying to buy shirts to get a deal on the prove then realizing we're paying just as much we're just getting shirts and wanting to give up.

Brando says I have vacation jitters.

(excuse the bad punctuation and capitalization - typing on my iPhone on my way out the door. Had to vent)

Bittersweet

I wouldn't have these amazing girlfriends in California but here I am watching karaoke shots of California... Sigh.

Tonight

Karaoke... Girlfriends... And my amazing hubby I love to be at home
with

Sitting here on the couch we've been sleeping on for the last two days while he recovers from nasal surgery (he asked me to sleep with him on the couch, awww) sipping our morning coffee reading blogs about blogger land snootiness nodding my head in agreement and being so grateful I have this 'real' blog and a little sad I feel like I have to have a 'pretty' blog all by itself so the other pretty blogs will even notice me (sadly, can be kind of like life) (although, I have to admit, I kind of like it for myself, too, so I can look back and know it was not ALL hard, that we had/have fun, amazing times and pretty times, too, amidst this thing called life) while Brando works on his computer in a so unpicture ready moment but loving every picture perfect moment of it anyway.